chorus: shots ring out loud dispursing the crowd bodies start to fall blood on the wall no time to tell who’s going to heaven or h*ll

the acid air blurs his vision city crime takes it’s toll a metaphor for this incision

a truer life will now unfold no more pain and self suffering it all ends where it begins a universe on this wavelength will transm*tate in other things

chorus

the moment comes to eradicate a time to cleanse the world this is self illusion this has no conclusion

a .38 hangs from his hand his shoulders slung kind of low smoking sh*lls lay on the floor as the blood starts to flow the sirens scream outside the door police running to the scene inside a man stands all alone his face grinning obscene